Let's Go Home: Part 1

(India)

??: What the fuck man ? I told you to bring her to me unharmed ! Untie her now.

I felt my arms and legs being untied. I couldn't see anything, being the fact that I was still blindfolded, but I could hear the men arguing.

My body felt so weak that I could barely move and my head was pounding. I knew for a fact that I've been drugged, but I acted as though I was still unconscious so that I could listen to their conversation.

??: Man listen, you said to get her here and that's what I did. Baby girl put up a fight, how else you expect me to get her here?

I heard the guy suck his teeth.

??: Nigga her father is one of the biggest drug dealers around. So, if we gonna do this shit we gotta do it fast.

??: So, what the hell we waiting for ?

??: Miss T.

As if on cue I then heard a door open and heals stepping toward me. I assumed it was the women they were discussing about.

Miss T: Is this little bitch asleep?

??: Yes ma'am. We gave her the special so she should be out for a few more hours.

She laughed and I felt her presence moving closer to me.

Miss T: Oh, such a poor thing, she would've never been in this situation if she hadn't tried to leave me after I've spent her whole life taking care of her. But if she's really looking for someone to blame it's her father. I was never enough for him then soon as she came along it's like she stole him from me and I hate her for it. I never asked to be her mother nor did I ever enjoy having her as a daughter.

She moved a strand of my hair behind my ear.

Miss T: So with that being said I'll just make you disappear. Then you & your father will feel exactly how I've been feeling for the last decade. DEAD & ALONE !

She whispered the last part in my ear as if it were something she's been waiting to tell me.

??: Tasha, do you think it's a good idea to kill her, I mean she is your family.

Miss T: Obviously you haven't been listening to me, I hate her for what she's done to me. Of course this is a good idea, shit it's the best idea I've had in months.

?? I'm just saying August is her father and if he finds out you did it he'll-

Miss T: Jermaine, I'm well aware of who her father is, now do you want to get paid or not ?

Jermaine: Yes ma'am.

Miss T: Then get the damn job done.

I heard her heals hit the ground as she walked further and further away. I didn't know what to do or how to feel.

My own Mother is trying to kill me. I haven't seen or heard from this women in months and come to find out she's been plotting on my death.

??: Aight, let's get this over with.

I felt my body being lifted up off of the ground.

??: Wait man, do you really want to kill this girl ? She looks so innocent.

He placed me back down on the cold surface.

??: Jermaine bro, when the fuck did you become a hoe. Nigga we've been doing this kind of shit for years. Why all of a sudden you acting like you can handle it ?

Jermaine: Man look, I know this girl. We went to high school together. This girl went through a lot, she was bullied most of the time she was there.

This can't be the Jermaine Shay used to date. Honestly we never spoke to one another but I would catch him staring at me from time to time.

?? Nigga I really don't give a fuck if she was Michelle Obama, I'm just trying to make some cash man I got kids to feed.

Jermaine: Exactly Benji, bro think about how her father gonna feel when he finds out his daughter's dead.

So that's his name.

Benji: He's not going to know we were involved so you don't got shit to worry about.

Jermaine sighed in frustration.

Jermaine: The money that Tasha's offering ain't even worth shawtie life.

Benji: If her mama don't give a shit, neither do I.

He grabbed a hold of my body once more but this time he wasn't so gentle. We began walking for about 5 seconds until I felt his grip loosen and both me and Benji hit the ground.

Without meaning to I groaned in pain, blowing my cover.

Jermaine: How much did you hear ?

I decided not to answer. I honestly wish I hadn't blew my cover.

I soon felt him grab my arms and tie them together again.

Jermaine: Listen to me, If you want to live you have to do everything I say, is that clear ?

I nodded still wondering why he tied my hands and feet together if he were trying to help.

Jermaine: Get up slowly and don't make a sound. Can you do so ?

I slowly forced myself up to my feet only to fall back down on the ground.

Me: I'm too weak, this would be easier if i wasn't tied up.

I whispered in a low tone so no one could hear.

Jermaine: We need to make it seem as though I'm still working with Tasha. You're supposed to be dead right now and if she catches us together she'll considered it betrayal & order her people to kill us both.

Me: Please just call my father, he'll end all of this.

Jermaine: Yeah, including me.

I didn't say anything because he may have been right. But if we don't call him something terrible might happen anyway.

Me: I'll tell him you helped me.

He finally removed the blindfold. We were in a small dark room which resembled a basement.  He seemed hesitant but soon realized this was the best option. He pulled out his phone and asked for the number.

Me: 407-9899

Jermaine: What exactly am I supposed to s-

Benji: Helping the enemy ? Not a good idea Jermaine.

He raised from the ground clutching the back of his head. He looked at his hands and saw blood which instantly made him angry.

Benji: Bitch you're dead.

He threw his knife toward me and it stuck me in my leg. I wanted to scream out as loud as I could but I didn't want Tasha hearing.

I remained there on the ground, crying in pain as I looked to Jermaine for help. He winked at me and I hoped that meant he was gonna call my father.

Benji slowly walked towards me and stuck me with another needle which made me unconscious...again

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Mistakes I know...Sorryy

Also sorry for the long wait, I was trying to figure out if I wanted the ending to be a 2 part chapter or not.

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Will Jermaine help India ?

Tasha in the media

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